Devil's Gate.

I'm on drugs it's true that is it's led to my destruction.

The thing I cling and hope each day is an end to my reduction.

The seven I lost and the one I found will deeply scar my brain.

The one I lost and the seven I gained push towards distain.

Yet here I am awaiting the bike the car that deals in pain.

Tomorrow I promise I will rise again and jump the happiness train.

Tomorrow I won't get out of bed and will face this fate again.

The life I lost and the one I gained is sadness an unquantifiable weight.

The life I gained and the one I lost five minutes if that of late.

For now it's over and I roll over after opening the devil's gate.